I have a Yokai cookbook [Gourmet]

"Can't!"

"Don't touch my master!"

Both Bai Yao and the little monk who were also immobilized had fear in their eyes.

Bai Yao was extremely anxious, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't spew out even a trace of flame.

"It's useless, little thing, in the world I created, all your struggles are in vain. Watch carefully, how your master sacrificed to me. Oh, if I'm in a good mood, I can be you too next owner."

The old man explained in an excellent mood.

It's just that when he saw the inconspicuous Buddhist beads on the little monk's neck, he was still stunned, how could that man's apprentice be here.

But it doesn't matter if it is, he is unlucky to come here today, there is no reason to let him go.The only thing to blame is his bad luck, he shouldn't have stepped here and spoiled his good deeds.

Even if that person finds out later, at that time his cultivation base is also advancing rapidly, and it is not certain who will win or lose.

Almost in a few breaths, the old man flashed in front of Chi Ming.

He wants to take home.

This man wants his body!

Chi Ming only felt cold all over, but even so, he still tried his best to stay awake, even though his brain had begun to lose control.

No, his body is his decision, this old man with a dirty mind is not worthy!

Chi Ming bit the tip of his tongue, and the pain made his altar clear for a short time.

"It's useless, don't struggle in vain, the more you struggle, the faster your soul will be wiped out."

The old man patted Chi Ming's heart with his palm, wanting to pat his soul out.

With a sound of wow, Chi Ming spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably, which stained the skirt of his clothes red, and then slowly penetrated, soaking the warm jade on his chest.

In a daze, Chi Ming was already in pain to the point of numbness, his vision began to blur, and he felt that he was going to die.

This feeling is extremely familiar, just like the previous life, death is silent.

But he still has a lot of things to do, he doesn't want to die.

Just when he felt in a daze that his soul was about to leave his body, he heard the old Taoist's crazy and proud laughter, the young monk's sobbing, and Bai Yao's angry roar.

This time someone cried over his death.

He laughed at himself and closed his eyes unwillingly.

I hope I can go back to the modern society after death. He still prefers the world without monsters and ghosts. He doesn't know if the old man is still around. He misses the roast suckling pig he cooked.

"As the deity, you also deserve Xiao Xiang?"

The voice that seemed to come from Abi Hell, with the coldness of the Ten Thousand Years Glacier, was just a light sentence, and all the barriers that had shrouded the Fox Immortal Village were shattered.

The old Taoist's heart trembled, and a mouthful of blood pressure from his heart spurted out uncontrollably. It was like a tennis ball being slapped hard and flew out, smashing three willow trees in succession.

"Who are you?" Facing the terrifying coercion of the superpower, the old man trembled uncontrollably, and his body bent down involuntarily.

"An ant deserves to know?"

"No, you can't touch me, the master behind me won't let you go!"

In the voice of the old man's fear and resentment, his body was like a gradually bending wooden stick, squeezed at will by an invisible force, and finally exploded with a "bang", turning into a puddle of foul-smelling blood.

When Chi Ming woke up, he found himself lying on the familiar big bed.

The afternoon sun streamed in through the windows, and occasionally a bird or two could be heard.

He didn't die?

He looked around in disbelief, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Could it be that the demon path did not succeed in seizing the house in the end?

Or is he hiding in his body now, sharing a body with him?

This cognition made him feel bad.

He struggled to sit up, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, which were always invariable.

My body is much better than I imagined, and my heart doesn't hurt anymore.

He remembered being slapped in the unconscious eye and vomiting a lot of blood.

At this time, he had already changed into a set of clean underwear.

At this moment, the door creaked open, and a bunch of people poured in.

The little monk held a bowl of water in his hand and looked at him with bright eyes.

Holding a half-eaten white flour steamed bun in her hand, Bai Yao also stared at him with burning eyes.

There are also tea tree essence and peach tree essence with worried faces.

What surprised Chi Ming the most was the red fox lying in the corner, which also raised its head to look at him at the moment.

The little fox isn't dead either, which is great.

Chi Ming was a little happy, and unconsciously smiled at the little fox.

"Master, it's great that you finally woke up. I'm starving to death these days when you were in a coma."

"Yeah, I'm so hungry too."

"Without a comparison, I don't know how amazing the master's craftsmanship is. I eat everything these days like eating grass, and it has no taste at all."

"The same goes for the little monk. His stomach is rumbling every day, so he can't study his morning class properly." The little monk smacked his mouth and silently put down the bowl in his hand.

Chi Ming: "..."

White was moved!

This group of foodies.

Chi Ming was depressed.

"Okay, got it, I'm going to make some delicious food to fill your stomachs."

Chi Ming knows that the monsters that others accept are all awesome, they can either fight or go to heaven, as far as he accepts, they are all proper foodies.

"Okay, master, I want to eat shrimp dumplings."

"The little monk wants to eat fish with spicy pickled vegetables."

"I want to eat sweet and sour soil."

Everyone looked back at the tea tree spirit who was full of anticipation, and raised their foreheads!

Why are you so obsessed with soil of various flavors!

Isn't the food delicious?

Only the cute little fox raised his paw weakly. He was tricked by those people into signing the contract. Since they all had delicious food, it wouldn't be too much for him to ask for some delicious food.

So he also weakly raised his paw: "Three chickens."

Isn't it the food made by mortals? What's the difference? Anyway, he enjoys eating chicken every day these days.

Especially the chicken cubs, which have only been raised for three or four months, are tender and delicious. If it wasn't for the little money, he could eat three chickens in one meal! !

In addition to cooking everyone's tastes, Chi Ming also cooked a big pot of Laba porridge, which can be regarded as making up for the Laba Festival.

Chi Ming slept for three days and three nights.

When he opened the door for business, he immediately got a lot of enthusiastic diners who were probing their brains.

Those people looked at him as if they saw glowing gold, and they all surrounded him, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

"Master Chi, you finally opened the door."

"Master Chi, what's the dish today, can I start queuing up now?"

"Shopkeeper Chi, do you still have tea dumplings today? The taste is too delicious. I have tasted nothing in the past few days, and birds can fade out of my mouth."

You said "Treasurer Chi" and "Treasurer Chi" and I surrounded Chi Ming who was about to go out.

"Uh, sorry, we are temporarily closed today. I still have something to do and I need to go back to my hometown."

Chi Ming wanted to go back to Zaoyun Village and bring some things there. Since he decided to open here for a long time, he had to go back and bring those ancestral tablets with him.

"No way, it's been four days, and it's not open again."

"Yeah, you can't do business like this..."

"That's right. I don't know how to eat these days. Everything I eat tastes like nothing. I come here whenever I have time every day."

The crowd talked a lot, but if they don't open for business, they can't buy and sell by force, right?

"Master Chi, what are you going to do in the countryside? If there's anything missing, just tell us. You're welcome."

"It's a personal matter. I'll be back as soon as possible."

After experiencing the incident with the little fox, Chi Ming was a little apprehensive about collecting monsters, at least he would not be so aggressive in a short time.

This little life is really hanging in the balance, anyway, there are still a few months left, so he should be salty fish for a while.

Chi Ming hired the same groom this time, probably because he is familiar with him, and he is more at ease with this man.

Not to mention, this driver is also more stable than ordinary people in driving, and will deliberately avoid some low-lying places with rocks.

This time the little monk did not go with him, he went back alone.

As soon as he entered the village, he ran into Li Zheng Li Fengtong who was coming back from the market.

"Mr. Chi, are you back from Fucheng?" Li Fengtong obviously saw Chi Ming sitting next to the driver at a glance.

"Well, Li Zheng, is everything okay in the village recently?" Chi Ming jumped off the carriage, leaned over and took out a bag of special pastries bought in Fucheng and handed it to him.

"Mr. Chi, I can't take this, you'd better keep it for yourself." Li Fengtong hurriedly refused, with a sincere smile on his face.

"Lizheng, take it. The children in the family will love it, but it's just a pack of snacks, worthless. Besides, I still need you to take care of me when I'm not in Zaoyun Village."

It's really easy for Xiao En Xiaohui to draw each other's feelings closer, not to mention that Li Zheng is an upright person, not arrogant and domineering, so Chi Ming also respects him a bit.

In the absence of others, there are no collateral relatives in Zaoyun Village. The ancestral house is empty and needs someone to take care of it.

"Then I won't be polite. Mr. Chi, how long will you stay here this time?" Li Fengtong took it with a smile, with a friendly tone like an elder at home.

"It's only a day or two, maybe I'll be back tomorrow." Chi Ming thought for a while.

If he could, he would like to stay here for the rest of his life. When he was hungry, he would cook what he wanted to eat. When he was lazy, he would sleep until noon. When he was bored, he would go for a walk up the mountain to exercise his muscles.

Zaoyun Village has good mountains and good water, so it is really suitable for the elderly.

"You're not here, the villagers miss you. Haha, you are more popular than Lizheng like me."

"Haha, I'm not kidding you anymore. Look at your face is blushing. Oh, by the way, it's getting dark. If you come to my house for dinner at night, it's just plain food. Don't be disgusted."

"Ha, no need. Li Zheng, I still have people here, so it's inconvenient." Chi Ming pointed to the driver who was playing with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, and declined Li Fengtong's kindness.

"In that case, I won't force you. It's getting dark, so go back earlier."

Li Fengtong coughed, and then continued to walk to his home with his things on his back.

Chi Ming got into the carriage again. Their house was the closest to the foot of the mountain, and it was still some distance from the entrance of the village.

"Go straight ahead until you reach the fork in front of you, then turn left, and the house at the end of the road is there."

The coachman spat out the dogtail grass he was holding in his mouth, lowered the brim of his hat, and then continued to drive forward with the cart.

The familiar wall made of stones, the familiar old wooden door, and the two impromptu boneless lanterns on the door.

The home is still the familiar home, full of kindness everywhere.Although he only lived for half a year, it was already an inseparable part of Chi Ming.

With so many eyes, he saw the lush green shrubs under the wall, and he gasped, a little surprised.

He remembered that there were no such things planted in the periphery when he walked there.

Chi Ming jumped out of the carriage and walked around the small house, the doubts in his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

All kinds of plants are planted around the house, including cedar, redwood, willow, tea tree, and various evergreen shrubs that are common on the mountains.

Which kind-hearted person helped him plant it?This is obviously a big project that consumes a lot of energy and energy.

Chi Ming entered the door in a daze, and cleaned up for a long time before realizing that he had left the driver outside.

He hurried out to have a look and smiled.

The bad-spoken coachman was still there, just like an ice sculpture, sitting upright on the shaft of the car. If he hadn't kept exhaling white air from his nostrils, he would have thought it was a statue.

"Come in and have a warm meal before going back. It will take some distance to go back to the county."

There was no spare room at home, so he had agreed at the beginning to let the coachman go back to the city and find an inn to live in, and he would pick him up back to Fucheng tomorrow.

The coachman didn't speak. When he heard the meal, his eyes under the brim of his hat lit up, but they disappeared quickly and turned into a pool of stagnant water again.